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Last Song of Summer



Summer sings a sad farewell
As her colours begin to fade;
The rich verdant greens
Of lawns and trees will soon
Begin to change, as autumn
Hovers in the air and the breeze
Whispers that fall is near.

The bright begonias nod their heads
In their sunny, sheltered beds
Knowing full well their time is short,
But content to spread their blissful
Cheer to all who pass them by.
Again, farewell to summer as she
Travels north where welcome arms
Anticipate her with delight.


©Denise G Allen, 22 March 2014 05:25

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

6 thoughts on “Last Song of Summer

  1. We northeners will try to treat her kindly and send her back to you in due course.


  2. smiles….we are on opposite ends…the jonquils raised their heads a new yesterday welcoming spring…
    fresh life with still a long way to go…but they will get where they will go to sleep again
    for a sleep, for a season…


  3. Even in the cold here (I have a fire going as I write this) I felt the warm scented breeze…


  4. A splendid seasonal salutation.


  5. Love your fond farewell to summer, adee. it still seems like summer up here in Joeys, complete with mosquitoes. 🙂


    • The mozzies have really taken advantage of all the rain, AD! Today has been like summer, but you can feel the cold in the morning and evening air every day now and the trees are shedding their leaves slowly and steadily… 🙂


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